As I waking up, I heard Harry whisper something. "If only you were mine" he kissed my forehead.
"What?"
"Shh shh it's okay. Just go back to sleep. Shh" I ended up falling back asleep.
I woke up a few minutes later and I had a feeling he was watching me. "Are you watching me sleep" I asked, my eyes still closed.
"No" he lied.
I opened my eyes and just like I suspected, he was staring at me. I smiled at him and he blushed.
"I didn't know you were a liar Harold"
"Don't call me Harold"
"But that's your name"
"It's not. My name is Harry"
"Yeah, short for Harold"
"Actually my mum just named me Harry not Harold"
"Really?"
"Yeah"
"I don't believe you"
"Okay then. Just hold on" he stood up and left the room. He came back with his mother behind him. I was so confused.
"Mum, Louis here doesn't seem to believe me. Would you please tell him what my full name is?"
"It's Harry Edward Styles" she replied.
"Isn't it Harold?" I asked, wanting to be right.
"No. I just thought Harry suited him better"
"Thank you mum. Your presence is no longer required"
"Is this your way of kicking me out without actually saying it?"
"Yes it is. I would really appreciate it if you left"
"Alright I'll leave but I'll be making dinner. Would you like to stay over for dinner Louis?"
"I have to ask my mum first but I would love to" I replied.
"Okay love" she nodded.
She walked out of the room. "Finally" Harry flopped onto his bed dramatically. I found it adorable.
"Seems like someone was too eager to have some alone time with me" I said, laying down next to him.
He looked at me and I noticed how small the distance was between us. His face turned pink and he turned his head away from me. I held his face and turned his head to face me. "There's no need to be shy around me Harold"
He rolled his eyes. I smiled at him and he smiled back. I looked into his eyes. His beautiful green eyes. His forest green eyes that I fell in love with when I first saw them. Those same eyes that could get me in a trance for hours. Those same green eyes that are always so bright whenever I look into them no matter the situation. I could never imagine his eyes being dull.
I kept looking back and forth between his eyes and his lips. I'm pretty sure he was doing the same. I decided to move my face closer to his while he stayed in place. I kept moving closer until there was no space between us. I closed my eyes and gently kissed his lips. For the first few seconds he just sat there but soon reciprocated the kiss. We moved our lips in harmony. The kiss was innocent and sweet and I enjoyed every single moment of it.
He pulled away and I felt my heart clench. He obviously didn't want to kiss me. What was I thinking? Harry just saw me as his mate, nothing more. He regretted kissing me and it hurt to think about it but it was the truth.
"I- I'm sorry" I stuttered. "I didn't mean to I just..." I ran out of his rooms dn out of his house. I got into my car and drove home. I felt bad but it was for his sake. This would make things better right. This way, he wouldn't feel awkward around me.
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We Made It (Larry Stylinson Au) Louis pov
Fanfiction||COMPLETED|| Louis Tomlinson was just a 17 year old boy who had a normal life with his energetic best friend. He didn't think his life would change until he met a curly headed lad on the night of his football match. Who would have thought that the...